This BL Novel Is Ruined Now

“What…? Fanatics? Hey. Shut your mouth.”

One of Lehman’s supporters, who was standing next to the person himself, bristled at what she said. Seeing his reaction, Reina only sighed.

“But we communicate through our mouths with words, don’t we?”

In the end, Lehman stepped forward again. This time, with both hands cradling his face.

“Really… Really, you’re always so… hiic.”

Now, if someone who rarely showed a weak side to was now showing such a thing to the fullest, what would happen?

“Lehman’s crying! Reina, just stop it!”

A mess. That’s what’s going to happen.

“Reina… What have I done so wrong… I don’t know what it is about me that bothers you, but… I know, it’s all my fault.”

Hearing Lehman’s line, Reina slowly swept her bangs up, licking her lips slightly with the tip of her tongue.

‘I’m going crazy, seriously.’

I’m the one who did everything wrong, so please just stop and criticize me for every little thing, please. This was what it looked like to Reina.

“It’s… It’s so difficult for me. So please, just stop now. It’s all my fault. I won’t try to win your favor anymore, so—”

Reina raised one hand, not wanting to hear any more of his drivel.

“Go ahead and write a novel, why don’t you.”

“A novel? What are you saying?”

“Then? What exactly do you want me to say?”

“Hah… You’re absolutely shameless. Even when you locked up Lehman in the warehouse, you avoided the repercussions by talking nonsense.”

“I already said it wasn’t me.”

There were so many pieces of evidence pointing to the very certain fact that Reina had never gone to the warehouse. Yet this guy was still saying the opposite.

“You fabricated the evidence, too! Both heaven and earth know that you locked up Lehman in that place and harassed him!”

Aight, bring me heaven and earth then. Take them here and let me ask them face to face.

“Huu. I said it’s not me… I’ve already explained countless times that I didn’t tamper with the evidence.”

“You also used Paul to try and kick out Lehman in Cressen.”

At this, Reina burst out laughing. She looked at Lehman.

“Did he say that?”

Lehman was obviously the source of this alleged story, but the others were busy covering up for him.

“It’s enough to fill-in the blanks from the circumstances.”

“On top of that, during the lab incident, too. You ruined the experiment, but you framed Lehman for it.”

Reina’s expression hardened automatically the moment the lab incident was mentioned. It’s one thing that she had a lot to say about, too.

“Right, thank you for bringing that up. No matter how much I think about it, Lehman was definitely—”

“Stop it, Reina.”

Yet again, Lehman intervened with the perfect timing.

It was one of his tricks to cut someone off mid-sentence to suit his advantage.

“Stop? You’re saying stop now?”

“Never mind. Towards you—”

“Does this mean you’re not thinking of getting an apology out of me?”

This time, when Reina was the one who cut Lehman off, his gently curved eyebrows slightly twitched.

“You always make things up and manufacture them as the truth anyway.”

“……”

Reina clapped theatrically.

“This ability of yours to wrap everything up according to your terms, you know, I actually think it’s amazing.”

As his methods were blatantly exposed, Lehman’s face crumpled.

‘You’re showing your real face now, hm?’

Lehman was shaking again, but this time in a different way.

“As long as you get to finish things your way, the other person will no longer be able to tell the truth.”

Since you’ve depicted yourself as the poor victim… Then what am I? Just the irrationally angry person, right?

“No matter how much the other person tells the truth, it’ll only sound like an excuse. Exactly like what I’ve been going through.”

“…Reina. You’re too much.”

“What? You’re the one who’s too much, Lehman.”

Handing out the rebuttal slyly, Reina looked closely at Lehman.

Right after, the others who’d just been watching until now started to bring in their support as if to keep momentum at their side.

“Reina, I heard that you prevented Lehman from meeting with His Excellency Gerard.”

“What?”

His Excellency Gerard? Ethan Gerard Liam, the Marquis of Gerard?

Why were they suddenly throwing in Ethan’s name here?

“Yet another novel out of nowhere, I see.”

Reina looked at Lehman and his group’s faces with an incredulous expression. But like a herd of hyenas who found a good opening to bite at her, they began to bombard her.

“I heard that you didn’t give Lehman a proper tour of the Imperial Palace on purpose. Isn’t that just a trick to prevent His Excellency Gerard and Lehman from getting close?”

“Wow…”

Their imagination was truly phenomenal. It’s so unrealistic that you could even say it’s out of this world.

“I heard that you call His Excellency ‘my love’ or something.”

Yeah, she did. Some time ago.

But what the hell did that have to do with Lehman?

Reina shook her head, losing the energy to even respond to that.

“Do you think we don’t know that you’re doing this to Lehman because you’re afraid that he’ll take your position?”

If the position of the nine households could be taken away just like that, then the empire must have fallen to ruin and had been upturned several times over.

Besides, if the core problem here was her being afraid of losing her position, why exactly had she been working hard to flirt with the uninvolved Ethan all this time?

Looking up at the sky, Reina took a deeeeep breath.